Xiao Letian looked at Raoulli with pity. He did not sympathize with this guy because Raoulli had a lot of blood on his hands.
But he had to admit that Raoul Rigault's approach was actually a very common choice in the world of politicians.
People generally think about issues emotionally. You can arouse people's emotions as long as you talk to them about morality and then instill patriotism.
But politicians can't do this. They can't declare war on people they dislike. Politicians carry the life and death of a country on their shoulders. For them, emotions are a harmful thing.
What politicians think about is how to survive. Raoul Rigault is actually a smart man. From the beginning, his thinking is how to make the commune survive, or even live better!
What he considered was the survival of the commune, which was the most basic issue, and he abandoned other popular sentiments, such as patriotic fervor, especially the madman spirit of attacking fanatically even though he knew he would die!
When a great country rises, it usually requires a little cowardice, a little more cowardice, and then it takes time to get over it!
Politicians understand this, but people don’t!
Of course they don’t want to understand either!
But here comes the problem. Sadly, Raoul Rigaud's behavior has caused interaction with the people. Ordinarily, politicians should rarely have direct contact with the people in court.
Many obscene activities should be covered up before being told to the public!
But France is currently in a period of great change. There is no buffer. Politicians' faces are directly exposed to the public's sight, and conflicts naturally arise.
All Xiao Letian could do was try his best to ensure his safety. The Chinese soldiers tried their best to suppress the refugees' emotions, and it took a long time to restore order.
Raoul Rigaud's heart went cold. He looked at the angry people and shouted, "Okay! I am a traitor! But I am a traitor who attempted to betray the country, and Thiers and the others have actually betrayed the country." Big thief!"
"They are in Versailles, why don't you go and kill these big thieves? What's the point of coming after me? We on the left have been fighting for your interests from beginning to end, but in the end we got this kind of treatment? "
At this point, Raoul Rigault pointed at Eugene and Andrew, "Citizens... your anger is directed at me? But do you know who these two people are?"
"They are exploiting you capitalists. One is a steel mill owner, the other is a pawn shop owner...and during this war, they also have a disgraceful identity!"
"That's the antique smugglers...how many precious French cultural relics have they secretly sold? Ask them yourself..."
Raoul Rigault was trying to divert the people's hatred. Xiao Letian understood it as soon as he heard it, "Protect! Hurry..."
A group of soldiers quickly pulled Eugene and Andrew out of the crowd and pulled them to a safe place to be separated from the refugees!
The war has turned people into madmen. At this moment, it seems that what the refugees want is not justice and justice. What they want is to vent their anger. They are angry when they see Raoul Rigaud, and they are even more angry when they see the capitalists.
Before leaving the crowd, Eugene's buttocks were kicked several times by the angry refugees. Eugene and Andrew were so frightened that they quickly begged for mercy.
"We are not black-hearted capitalists... We are good people, and we have never bullied workers... Don't hit me, don't hit us..."
Raoul Rigault obviously would not let these two capitalists reveal his identity. He cursed angrily, "You have never deducted workers' wages? How many hours do you let workers work every day?"
"Have you ever employed child labor? Have you provided pensions to disabled workers? How many dead people have been pawned in your pawnshop? How many people have even pawned their last single piece of clothing from you..."
"How dare you deny this? Do you think the people are blind?"
Raoul Rigaud shouted to the people, "I don't care if you scold me, beat me, or call me a traitor... because what I said was just a suggestion, not an act that formed a fact..."
"But what about these capitalists? Thiers, whom they elected, actually betrayed France... It was they who ceded Alsace and Lorraine, and they lost more than six billion francs..."
"Compatriots! Who should you hate? Who is the sinner of this country..."
Sigh... He is indeed a fighter with a background in street debates. After such a turn in the mood of the angry people, he suddenly changed direction. The tide changed in another place and began to overthrow the old foundation of the capitalists.
"Yes, that's right. I know that their steel factory requires workers to work twelve hours a day, and there has been no salary increase for four or five consecutive years..."
"A black-hearted capitalist. The injured little York was only sixteen years old and had a broken hand... As a result, he was given twenty francs and kicked out of the steel factory..."
"Yes, there is that pawn shop. Every time I go there, the price is lowered. I could have passed the coat as a franc, but they only gave me five francs. It's these black-hearted ghosts who are exploiting the people..."
It was simply a denunciation meeting. Eugene and Andrew were pure idiots. They were the real capitalists in the entire refugee camp, and they became the target of public criticism at this moment.
The chaos in Paris has lasted for too long. Generally, capitalists at their level would have fled to a safe place to enjoy their happiness.
Even Xiao Letian told McMahon before he returned to Paris that they should get out of the way.
But these two greedy slaves actually took the risk to stay for those few boxes of gold. Fortunately, they became the only group of capitalist refugees in the refugee camp.
If not, who would you scold?
The crowd became more and more angry. The class contradiction was really sharp. The angry people rained stones on them again. After the soldiers dispersed the citizens, both Eugene and Andrew were beaten to tears.
Eugene sat down on the ground, "Oh God! Oh God! Please save us, what's going on? What's going on in France..."
“We started from scratch, franc by franc, and then took risks to run a business... What did we do wrong, and in the end all the blame was put on our heads?”
"You always say that the wages we pay are not enough and the benefits are not good enough... But what do you really want? We can't give you what you want..."
Andrew wiped away his tears and stood up and shouted at Raoulli, "You always say that we exploit you, but how many of us business people are bankrupt? Who have you pitied?"
"Maybe we can still operate today, but maybe tomorrow the company will be beaten to death by debt collectors. It's not like you have never seen such a scene. Is it easy for us?"
Raoul Rigaud's eyes widened. "Easy? You told us the word easy?"
"You are bankrupt, but you just have no money, and the final end for us poor people is that one of them dies, do you know?"
"Have you ever seen beggars who froze to death in the winter snow? How did those workers with broken limbs pick up garbage in the dirty stinky ditches to eat? Have you ever seen..."
"A child who has no money to buy medicine dies of illness, and his mother holds him in her arms and refuses to bury him. What a miserable scene is that?"
"How many old people starved to death in this war? Which of them is not worse off than you?"
"They are all born and raised by their parents. Who decides who is born to be a beggar, a thief, or a prostitute? Those despicable people you look down on, who wants to be like this for the rest of their lives?"
"While you were enjoying the fine wine and delicious food, did you ever think that there were corpses dying of cold and starvation outside the windows?"
"Greedy people, even if you give every worker a salary increase of one franc per month, they won't live in such a difficult situation! You are too greedy..."
Raoul Rigaud's scolding infected the poor people present, and the people began to curse Eugene and Andrew.
At the end of the scolding, Eugene became anxious, "Ten francs? You are dreaming! You fantasize about it every day. Do you ever know how difficult it is to do business in this world?"
"Ten francs means we will die!"
